Senseless Running (Closed)

A foul stench of rotten bread and cakes rolled out of the open window of an old bakery, owned by an even older woman, who now looked out the window to see several children running, simply running and running at what they believed was their top speed, dashing non-stop without rest, one man in the middle of the field they ran around on, blowing a whistle and yelling at the children

(Mizuni's point of view)

Mizuni ran along the ovular dirt path that all the other twenty or so children ran. Mizuni was ahead of all those children, sprinting at full speed around the track while his sensei only tracked the progress of the other students running, his eyes keeping up with the children while Mizuni was out of his sight and in his blind spot, that being how fast he ran to where he was much farther ahead of them. But Mizuni had come late to class that day, while the others had been working the whole day Mizuni had only just recently started working. This case was likely the reason that Mizuni could speed ahead the others, him having not been tired when he began unlike the others.

After but a few minutes, Mizuni and the other students were called back to the center of the field so they could take a break. In the middle of the field, multiple benches were setup and two tables stood out next to them, bowls of rice balls and a container full of water set upon them for the children to consume and get their energy back. Mizuni strode over to the container of water, picking up a bottle on his way and filling it, taking a large gulp, and heading back to the track running, speeding up as he went. Once he came onto the dirt track in the grass field he started into a full on sprint, kicking up dust as he did. But soon after he had started running, a figure picked up and ran along side Mizuni. It was one of the girls in the class, the same age as Mizuni, her name being Haruki. She smiled and looked over to Mizuni, then smirked and picked up the pace and continued running, speeding ahead of Mizuni. The gesture covered by wood and metal and paint, Mizuni, inside his mask, smirked widely and pushed the limits, running as fast as he can. He soon caught up to Haruki, and then even passed her, and for one moment he slid his hand up to his mask and removed it as he gazed over to Haruki, smirking wide with slight arrogance as he sped ahead. But nevertheless, Haruki caught up once more.

They continued running, side by side, one speeding ahead and passing the other by inches, only to be caught up to and be thrown behind a few inches equally. They both pushed their limits, running as quickly as possible and trying to pass one another. But as Haruki was once more about to pass Mizuni, he jumped in the air, doing a cartwheel ahead of her and picking up dust in his hand that he threw Haruki's way as he passed her. However, the momentum was too much and Mizuni sped forward in a wheel, soon tumbling and falling to the ground, being passed by Haruki seconds later. That day Mizuni went home, embarrassed at his "defeat".

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+1 Speed
+1 Stamina
+5 JP

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